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Chapter 337: Ice and Fire Duel 1


Suddenly, the air shuddered.

A basketball was thrown from a distance against the sun and smashed at Luo Xiaochan, Gong Jiuche raised his eyes, his pupils contracted a little, and then he turned around with Luo Xiaochan in his arms, and slammed the basketball on the back of his head.

"Gong Jiuche" Luo Xiaochan shouted nervously, only to see a young man in black walking over, obviously with a mocking smile on his face.

Gong Jiu's eyes as clear as black crystal flashed with a smile: "It's okay" He turned around, his eyes instantly became deep, and he stared straight at Qing Mingshuo with a sharp light.

Qing Mingshuo has a sturdy body, dressed in tight black, he hooked the corners of his lips coldly, and his eyes were like a cluster of flames: "It's quite romantic, and it's good for heroes to save beauty?"

His tone was mocking again: "But, does it hurt to smash?"

Luo Xiaochan glared at Qing Mingshuo, his eyes almost burst into flames: "Qing Mingshuo, why don't you smash people with a basketball if you have a problem?"

Qing Mingshuo's dark eyes seemed to be a black whirlpool, he forced Luo Xiaochan to look at him, and sneered randomly: "Woman, it's really fateful that you didn't die after being discharged from the hospital."

"You shut up for me" Gong Jiuche rushed up directly, wanting to punch Qing Mingshuo in the face, Qing Mingshuo had been fighting for a long time, so he dodged very neatly, he stepped on the stone with one foot, and said arrogantly: "If you are angry and want to beat me, let's have a duel." ” Gong Jiu's straight nose looked even harder in the light, revealing a chilling coldness, and he looked directly at Qing Mingshuo darkly: "I promise you" Qing Mingshuo's eyes seemed to be burning with flames: "You and I, dead or injured, do not hold each other accountable" Luo Xiaochan's eyes showed horror, she stood in front of Gong Jiuche, her voice was cold: "I don't agree, why do you think you are filming a TV series with you because of the duel?"

Qing Mingshuo's eyes burst into flames, but he sneered again and again: "Why did the relationship rise from a childhood sweetheart to a little couple, your vision is really low enough, you actually look at the people of the Gong family, for money?"

"Let's get started" Gong Jiuche's voice was full of hidden anger, and his whole body and mind rushed up, this time, he was fast and ruthless, and directly hit Qing Mingshuo's chest with a fist, and Qing Mingshuo took a few steps back in a row.

It can be seen that his leg is still a little lame.

Qing Mingshuo seemed to be used to being beaten, and he didn't feel much pain, he still stood up straight arrogantly: "You're angry, but you're a little different from your father."

He smiled fiercely: "This morning, I held your mother hostage with a knife, but your so-called father is indifferent, but you don't have to worry, your mother is not surnamed Gong, I didn't do anything to her, it's just that she is not scared."

Gong Jiuche clenched his fists and made a squeaking sound, his handsome face was as angry as an angry lion, and then rushed forward again: "If you dare to hurt my mother again, I will let you pay it back tenfold" Qing Mingshuo's agility flickered this time, and the two of them were full of strong hatred for each other, and they punched their bodies one by one, and the air around them collapsed.

"Don't fight" "Stop" Luo Xiaochan was pale and anxious next to her, but she couldn't interfere in this duel Qing Mingshuo slapped a fist on Gong Jiuche's face, and roared angrily: "I hate the people of your Gong family, I hate your father Gong Jianhao even more, it was your father who slandered my mother for stealing the property of the Gong family and then the people of the Gong family, and drove me and my mother out As long as I don't die, I will pester him for the rest of my life, since I can't fight him, I will come to you" Gong Jiuche's body shook, sweat spilled on his face, he jumped and kicked Qing Mingshuo, who quickly dodged.

Under the harsh sunlight, two equally handsome teenagers fought, one with a burning fire in one eye, the other with a cold and cold eye, and they were separated by a short distance, and they both clenched their fists and found time to rush forward. oshow7 t1706231537: